Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts

For that I cannot say. There isn’t really an answer.

There’s beauty in the silver singing river, There’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty, That I remember in my true love’s eyes

Come senators, congressmenPlease heed the callDon’t stand in the doorwayDon’t block up the hallFor he that gets hurtWill be he who has stalledThere’s a battle outside ragin’.It’ll soon shake your windowsAnd rattle your wallsFor the...

why be bothered with other people’s set-ups? it only leads to torture.

He never knew my name, He never knew my name. And though I never met him, I knew him just the same, and he was a friend of mine.

To bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.

Up on Housing Project Hill It’s either fortune or fame You must pick one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim

You better start swimming, or you’ll sink like a stone. Because the Time’s they are a-changing.

And I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinking.

Chaos is a friend of mine.

It was relatively simple. Bob put himself in my hands. He just turned up – just his words on paper – no instruments, no musicians, no preconceptions. He just turned up on the doorstep and...

You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way.

Everybody is even making love or else expecting rain

There’s only one day at a time here, then it’s tonight and then tomorrow will be today again.

It seemed I’d always been chasing after something, anything that moved -a car, a bird, a blowing leaf -anything that might lead me into some more lit place, some unknown land downriver. I had not...

I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I’ll die like a poet.

a giant, a great, great soul, with all of the humanity, all of the wit and humor, all the wisdom, the spirituality, the common sense of a man and compassion for people.

[It just goes to show that technology investors aren’t sure which way to turn. Or to quote] All Along the Watchtower … There’s too much confusion. I can’t get no relief.

People talk about egos as if it were objects.

I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours

He who is not busy being born is busy dying.

All this talk about equality. The only thing people really have in common is that they are all going to die.

But even the President of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.

The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face.

I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.

When you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to loose.

Somebody had to be Bob Dylan. I guess I was best equipped to do the job.

What happened to Woody Guthrie, Bob?

When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it – don’t back down and don’t give up – then you’re going to mystify a lot of folks.

And the country I die for, has God on its side

Sometimes it’s not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don’t mean.

What was the future? The future was a solid wall, not promising, not threatening – all bunk. No guarantees of anything, not even the guarantee that life isn’t one big joke.

All I can do is be me, whoever that is.

You’re basically putting it out through a corporation regardless . . . How you get it out is really immaterial.

At times in my life the only place I have been happy is when I am on stage.

Don’t criticize what you can’t understand.

I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can’t touch with decay.

Being on tour is like being in limbo. It’s like going from nowhere to nowhere.

I accept chaos. I am not sure whether it accepts me. I know some people are terrified of the bomb. But then some people are terrified to be seen carrying a modern screen magazine. Experience...

A poem is a naked person… Some people say that I am a poet.

You?re gonna have to serve somebody. It may be the Devil, or it may be the Lord, but you?re gonna have to serve somebody.

I failed to communicate, that’s why I chose to leave

Thinking of a series of dreamsWhere the time and the tempo flyAnd there’s no exit in any direction’Cept the one that you can’t see with your eyes

[Neil Young’s lyrics from his 1988 hit] This Notes For You … The Times They Are A Changing.

Democracy don’t rule the world, You’d better get that in your head; This world is ruled by violence, But I guess that’s better left unsaid.

Twenty years of schoolin’ / And they put you on the day shift.

Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now.

You’re gonna have to serve somebody; well, it may be the devil, or it may be the Lord, but you’re gonna have to serve somebody…

It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry